(Thank you for the kindness, black hey, and Jun Jun's tip!) Boom! (*￣3) (ε￣*)）

When Feng Qianji's embryo failed to touch Mei'er's little ass for the thirty-sixth time, the bloody tears could be regarded as appearing.

Jiu Mingmei took out the small porcelain bottle in her arms, and carefully rolled the red teardrops on the withered yellow willow leaves into the bottle. The tip of his nose sniffed lightly, and he bent the little goblin that came out of the wine-brewed pastry, and even the fairy spirit had the aroma of wine. If an alcoholic sniffs it, he can't help but drink it in his stomach.

Jiu Mingmei threw a wisp of bent fairy breath into the Spirit Searching Tower, only to see that the Spirit Search Tower was shining, and it seemed that the bone body suitable for bending was not far away. She pulled the Soling Pagoda towards the spring brew, but the light was weaker, and it seemed that the spring brew did not match. She picked up the spring brew with one hand, carried it on her shoulder, flew back to the Miyang County Shou Mansion, threw it on the bed and covered it with a quilt, and put a plum cage enchantment to protect it.

Thinking that she Mei Shen has always been wise and martial, in order to accept an apprentice, she is about to become an old mother, is it easy for her? !

"Even if it's an old mother, Mei'er is also top-notch." Feng Qianji followed all the way, wherever she flew, he followed, not far or close, only two feet away. It won't get in the way of her, and it won't be so far away that it will make him panic.

Jiu Mingmei glanced at him, too lazy to reason with him. She sat on the edge of the bed and rested, reached out and hooked a large bunch of grapes on the round table, threw them into her small mouth, and chewed them. The sweet and sour juice fills the lips and tongue, moistening it and reducing the dryness of the throat a lot. Although the melon seeds are fragrant enough, I am really panicked when I eat too much. Or is our fresh purple grape the best?

Chun Brew is very ruthless to himself, and his soul rushes out vigorously, which is a description of not giving up without dying. Jiu Mingmei patted the juice on her hand, and gave Chun Brew a fierce punch, knocking Chun Brew's body and soul together, and then stopped. However, I am afraid that I will not wake up for a while.

Feng Qianji still stood two feet away with a smile, Jiu Mingmei glanced at him, and said nonchalantly: "Some monsters have been removed, and your territory has been safe." What are you doing here? I went back to Dandu overnight. Well, look at the time, I'm afraid that today's early dynasty won't be able to catch up, and maybe it will be able to catch up with tomorrow'er. ”

Feng Qianji smiled: "Mei'er misunderstood. I'm here this time. Not for Miyan County. ”

"Why is that?" Jiu Mingmei took a grape and threw it into his mouth.

"Looking for a wife."

"Ahem!" Hold on to mortals. was even more ashamed than her, and she was so shocked that she almost became the first fairy to choke grapes to death.

The tall body floated past and stood beside her. Leaned down and reached out to gently pat her back to smooth her breath. Feng Qianji smiled: "Look at you, eating grapes is not so reassuring." ”

"Ahem!" Jiu Mingmei choked even more, he was more familiar with this tune, and in the common words in the book and on the stage, there were some lines of old husbands and wives, full of the smell of flesh and numbness, which made her cold hair stand on end, and she was very fascinated. Usually catch such a bridge, always have to grin and ridicule, let her experience it by herself today, sure enough...... The cold hair is getting stronger.

Feng Qianji threw away the remaining bunches of grapes in her hand, sat opposite her, took her white and tender little hands, and said solemnly: "Mei'er, although I am a mortal, my ability is not small. text, can be seven steps to chant poetry; Martial arts, you can slash monsters with your bare hands; Music, can add spiritual power to the bone flute; can break through the spells of the Demon Realm...... You got one of me, and tens of millions of people. ”

Thinking that he has always been wise and martial, in order to get a wife, he is about to become a marketing dog, is it easy for him? !

Jiu Mingmei wrinkled her brows, this Feng Qianji is a mortal, an amazing mortal. He is powerful, talented, and his status is also a first-class honor in the world, but the reason why she likes him has nothing to do with those. His rhetoric today is really not like his style, nor is it what she likes.

"Wind and Thousands of ......"

Before Jiu Mingmei's words fell, he felt his palm burn. She withdrew her hand, spread it out, and recited a trick. The Soul Searching Tower protruded from the palm of his hand, shining brightly. The bones that are suitable for wine bending, could it be around here?!

"Leave it to me."

Feng Qianji laughed loudly and incorporated the Spirit Searching Pagoda into his palms. He didn't know what to do, but his palm splashed a piece of golden light, and pulled the Spirit Searching Tower into the golden light cover.

The golden light was like a living insect, climbing outside the Soling Tower for a while, and suddenly all of it fell, forming a circle of light at the bottom of the tower. There are some words faintly visible in the aperture, which are the eight directions. Among them, the direction of the west of the city is the brightest with golden light.

The two looked at each other for a moment, nodded, and immediately set off for the west of Miyang County.

The aperture is very useful, like a compass that corrects direction at any time, much faster than trying in one direction at a time. With its help, the two quickly set their destination at a shop in the west of the city - Mingguang Wine Shop.

Compared with the bustle of the previous days, today's Mingguang wine shop is very bleak, with white cloths hanging everywhere, as if it has become a mourning hall.

It is said that the true monarch of the East China Sea was reincarnated here that day, but he encountered a difficult birth, which was very difficult. The scheduled time of the reincarnation of the Immortal Monarch will be postponed for another quarter of an hour, but the East China Sea True Monarch is an impatient, smelling the smell of wine, he rushed all the way, was born in advance, and also hit the ground to avoid the fate of Yu Guang's concubine from dying of blood. However, the fate is set, and the little concubine is destined to die of a blood collapse, so that the true monarch of the East China Sea can easily change his fate.

The Reincarnated Immortal Monarch had no choice, and as soon as he returned to the Heavenly Realm from the South China Sea, he hurriedly took the life book and recompiled it.

On the third day of the joy of the Guang family, the little concubine suddenly had a bitter mouth and wanted to peel apples to eat, but she pricked her own stomach carelessly, and died of blood collapse. Ahem, as for why she prefers to peel apples by herself, and how she her stomach when she peels apples...... How to accomplish such a difficult task, you can make up for it yourself. In short, in order to compile this number of lives, the reincarnation Immortal Monarch's head was a little smaller.

Originally, as Yu Guang's concubine, she didn't have the blessing to set up a spirit in the main hall, but she had just refilled the incense for the Yu family, so the family covered it with a white cloth and stopped her coffin in the main hall. After the three-day moratorium expired, Ming'er was buried and buried. The pits of the tombs have been dug and are located on the edge of the ancestral graves.

The light of the Soling Pagoda became stronger and stronger, and there was no doubt that the dead concubine was the one who was suitable for bending. It's just that it is more difficult to persuade Jiu Wanwan to agree. After all, Wanwan is still a big girl with yellow flowers, and she chooses a bone body, but she is already a baby's mother, and she is a concubine of an old man who is too round. (To be continued.) )